put the child in the vase in the depths of midnightand the wounda rose of winds with your beautiful fingernailsthunder in feathers seea horrible water runs down the antelope’s legs

to suffer below have you found cows birds?the thirst the venom of the caged peacockthe king in exile by the well’s brightness slowly mummifiedin the vegetable gardensow broken grasshoppersplant ant hearts the salt fog a lamp drags its tail across the skythe little sparkles of glassware in the belly of the fleeing deeron the ends of the short black branches for a cry